Huey Knew
Ab- Soul Lyrics

Check it out, hey
Listen up, pay attention

This is a story all about how
I'm about to share my life story

My life got flipped, turned upside down
My life changed drastically

And if you roll another blunt and keep your mouth shut
If you smoke another joint and stay quiet

I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
I'll explain how I became the unpredictable person they call Young Mind Fuck

Black out, black out
Zone out, lose awareness

(Youngin' from Del Amo)
(Young person from Del Amo)

Black out, black out
Zone out, lose awareness

(Belt by Ferrigamo)
(Wearing a belt by Ferrigamo)

Black out, black out, black out, yeah
Continue to zone out and lose awareness

Ay, black out
Yeah, zone out

They speak highly of me when I raise my voice
People respect me when I speak strongly

I gotta shoot a fucking free throw to make my point
I have to put extra effort to make my point

My wittiness leave 'em stuck in the wilderness
My cleverness leaves them confused

You need a backwood to roll to this joint
You need a backwood cigar to enjoy this music

I'm Robin Hood in Robin jeans, you follow me?
I'm a generous person in expensive Robin jeans, do you understand?

Never mind I'm tired of tight analogies
Forget it, I'm tired of making complex comparisons

Still in pursuit of happiness in the midst of the madness
I'm still searching for happiness despite all the chaos

With middle fingers to bitches with badges that go oink
I disrespect female police officers with a vulgar gesture

(Yeah! Yeah!)
(Expressing enthusiasm)

I'm on the fence with Common Sense
I'm unsure about common sense

My logic is sound, Spock of the 90746
My reasoning is solid, like Spock from the 90746 area code

No shit, Sherlock
No kidding, Sherlock

Remind 'em of Han Solo on the battlefront
I remind them of Han Solo in a war zone

Everybody behind Soulo and they backin' up
Everyone supports me and backs me up

I just threw my two-step, let her back it up
I danced and she followed my lead

Go on back it up, go on back it up
Go ahead, back it up

You dry snitchin', I'm sliding in something moist
You're being a traitor, while I'm getting involved with something exciting

You annoy these women, I anoint these women
You bother these women, while I choose and honor these women

You stressin' em, I schedule an appointment with 'em
You cause them stress, while I make plans with them

They let me cut so much, I bring ointment nigga
They let me have sex so often, I need ointment

I'm lubricant slick baby
I'm smooth and slippery

I'm hornier than the brass section of the band, you understand?
I'm more sexually aroused than the brass section of a band, do you get it?

Pick your poison, it's your choice
Choose your preferred harmful situation, it's up to you

Hey, I'm just a youngin from Del Amo
Hey, I'm just a young person from Del Amo

(Lil homie from the hood)
(Young person from the neighborhood)

Yeah, with a belt by Ferragamo
Yeah, wearing a belt by Ferragamo

(Yeah bitch I look good)
(Yeah, I look good)

Hey, just doing want I wanna
Hey, I'm just doing what I want

This ain't marijuana, please don't tell my mama
This isn't marijuana, please don't tell my mother

I'ma black out, black out, black out, black out
I'm going to zone out, lose awareness

You telling white lies while I black out
You're lying while I lose awareness

Pale white horse when I black out
Symbolic reference to death when I lose awareness

Black out, black out, black out, black out
Continue to zone out and lose awareness

Spark the white lighter then I black out
Light a white lighter and then lose awareness

Even white lives matter when I black out
Even white people become significant when I zone out

Bucket of black paint in-front the white house nigga
Symbolic reference to protest in front of the White House

(Yeah! Yeah!)
(Expressing enthusiasm)

I hope I'm in Obama's iPod
I hope my music is in Obama's iPod

Yeah, 'fore I had a desktop
Yeah, before I had a computer

Was looking for a shortcut to be an icon
I was searching for a quick way to become a symbol

But this time it's for the money my nigga
But this time it's for the money, my friend

Me and the Ichiban Don got itchy palms
Me and the boss are eager to make money

And I just left Emmet's with a jar and a intercom
I just left Emmet's with a jar of drugs and a communicator

I'ma act an ass and have a donkey to pin it on
I'm going to behave foolishly and have someone else take the blame

I'm winning no matter what the decision's depending on
I'm succeeding regardless of the outcome

I'm sinister, picture a ticking bomb in the Pentagon
I'm evil, imagine a ticking bomb in the Pentagon

The typical shit I've been on, remember the pen is gone
The usual things I've been doing, remember the pen is lost

Your pinnacle's penny pinching, I'm getting nickels for my thoughts
Your highest point is being stingy, while I'm earning money for my thoughts

Like Slim Shady in Balmain jeans
Like Eminem in expensive Balmain jeans

Difficult to say I'm vision impaired, all I seen
It's hard to say I can't see well, I've seen a lot

I'm Yamborghini High, A$AP M-O-B
I'm high like a Yamborghini, part of the A$AP Mob

Your 16 is pint sized to me
Your rap verse is small compared to mine

Young, no shame, Kurt Cobain, bastard son
Young, without shame, Kurt Cobain, illegitimate child

With a gun in palm, money, pussy, crime sitting on my mind
Holding a gun, thinking about money, sex, and crime

No emotion, orange bottles how I deal with mine
Lack of emotion, using orange pill bottles to handle my problems

Cracking bannies, only time a nigga cross the line
Selling drugs, the only time I cross the line

Wrong hand signs'll turn a function to Columbine
Making wrong hand signals can turn a situation violent

Yeah, So, B.O.B's top gunner
Yeah, So, I'm B.O.B's main shooter

Front runner, never die clique, the thing you are not brother
Leading the pack, part of an immortal crew, something you're not

Polo Ralph Lauren is keeping the Glock covered
Wearing Polo Ralph Lauren while hiding the Glock

Pour up medication by the brick
Drink/drug mixture in large quantity

Sipping oil like we're tryna sink a ship
Drinking heavily, like we're trying to sink a ship

So, Yeah, uppers and the downers in the mix
So, yeah, stimulants and depressants mixed together

Now the film heads talking 'bout a script
Now the filmmakers are discussing a script

Living my days is a gamble
My life is like a risky bet

I guess that's the perks of the set, bet
I suppose that's one of the advantages of my lifestyle

Ain't nothing certain but dirt that bitch wearing that skirt
Nothing is certain except that woman wearing that skirt

So I guess that I'm flirting with death
So I guess I'm playing with the possibility of death

Need the type of cash cow to get Trump whacked out
I need a significant amount of money to make Trump go crazy

Here's the question you should ask
Here's the question you should pose

What's the Soul without the Da$H
What's my essence without the money

Never had the option I could back out
I never had the choice to back out

If it's 'bout the cash then I act out
If it's about money, then I behave recklessly

Black out, black out
Zone out, lose awareness

Black out, black out
Zone out, lose awareness

Black out, black out
Zone out, lose awareness

Black out, black out
Zone out, lose awareness

Yeah, So
Yeah, that's it